An Unforgettable Lesson Excellent Composition 1 With the approach of the Spring Festival, my family and I went back to our hometown to visit "Bao Xiao Su Gongci". Honest and clean, clear-cut Bao Gong! He had an unforgettable lesson ... there was an incense burner in the yard, and the beating yellow flame ignited an antique taste. I read Bao Gong's resume and chronology, and learned that Bao Zheng was famous for his wisdom and honest and frank in Prison Break, and later generations regarded him as the incarnation of an upright official-Bao Qingtian. I secretly praised: "Bao Zheng is really amazing!"
The bronze statue of Bao Gong in the hall caught people's attention. I approached him. He was sitting in an embroidered robe, propped up in one hand and clenched his fist in the other, as if he were about to get angry, commanding and upright.
Crossing the railing, several exquisite broadswords were placed on the ancient mahogany table, which looked solemn and serious. On closer inspection, these knives are different in color and shape. The copper knife with the dog's head is in the front, the silver knife with the tiger's head is in the back, and finally a golden dragon's head knife. Dad told me that these spears, called dog-headed spears, tiger-headed spears and dragon-headed spears, were specially used by Bao Zheng to chop and kill people who broke the law, officials or royalty. After listening to this, I gradually became interested in Bao Gong's deeds ... I can't wait to go to Bao Gong Wax Museum. A lifelike wax figure and I are separated by a thick layer of glass. I watched it with great interest outside, and they seemed to be looking at me curiously in another space. The wax figures in the museum tell all kinds of stories ... like Bao Gong's Wrapping at Chen Shimei: Chen Shimei, a poor scholar, left home to study hard for the exam, and his elderly and frail parents and children were taken care of by his good wife Qin Xianglian. After being admitted to the top scholar, the emperor wanted to betroth the princess to him. Under the temptation of lust, Chen Shimei hid the truth at home and became a husband. Qin Xianglian took her children all the way to Beijing to find her husband. Chen Shimei disappeared and sent someone to assassinate mother and son. After Qin Xianglian saved his life, he couldn't stand it any longer. He sued Bao Gong in Kaifeng. Bao Zheng was not afraid of powerful people, and sentenced him righteously, beheading ungrateful Chen Shimei.
Qin Xianglian abides by women's morality, respects her parents-in-law, treats her children well, and moves me with the spirit that her children are looking for a husband thousands of miles away. Chen Shimei's ruthlessness, suspicion of poverty and love of wealth, cunning and disdain also moved me. I admire Bao Zheng's spirit of justice, integrity and integrity, which is not driven by power.
"It is well known that Bao Zheng was promoted to Duanzhou": Everyone who used to work in Duanzhou always bought several times the number of Duanyan inkstones in Shangguan court as the capital to bribe Beijing officials. Bao Zheng will never take an extra piece when he takes office. When he left office, he handed in the Guangdong inkstone that he used at ordinary times. Bao Zheng was promoted to Duanzhou, and the ship was caught in a storm. He personally went down to check and found a Guangdong inkstone secretly given to him by the local people in the cabin. Without saying a word, Bao Zheng threw the precious Guangdong inkstone into Jiang Xin. After listening to these stories, I was amazed at his incorruptibility.
"Dragon figure bao gong, life? Lung, liver, ice and snow, chest, mountain. Loyal to the country, anarchy. Clear your name and don't wear it. " Bao Gong taught me the good qualities of being a man, which I will never forget.
I embarked on my way home with a full harvest. Taste this unforgettable lesson ...
An unforgettable lesson, excellent composition 2, I thought about it. I studied hard at the cold window 12 years and took countless classes. I learned a lot of knowledge, such as foreign languages, historical geography, geometric function parabola, atomic particle acceleration, but I returned it to my alma mater after graduation. There are only four operations in mathematics that can still be used, and I have forgotten everything else. As for which class I can't forget until now, it seems that there really isn't.
Everyone finds it difficult to write, and no class is unforgettable. Suddenly I remembered a lesson and cried, "I have." Let me tell you something about my unforgettable lesson! " "That's normal school art class, drawing sketches. The teacher found a senior from physical education class's class to be our model on the playground. I still remember the appearance of this senior, with rosy lips and pink face. Juanjuan stood alone on the podium, really beautiful. Let's start painting, have a look and draw a few strokes. The classroom was quiet, except for the rustling of pencils on the paper. About ten minutes later, I looked up and saw that beautiful teacher elder sister suddenly hit hard! I took a picture backwards and fell directly on the platform. At that moment, I knew what it meant to look as white as a sheet. Her face is really as white as paper, and even her lips are white. The students exclaimed, and I threw down my pencil and drawing board and jumped up.
I haven't finished yet, a junior one boy said, so have I! I said that your homework is not an unforgettable lesson. He said no, I want to tell you an unforgettable lesson! A fourth-grade girl said, so do I. Me, too! I'll go first! I'll go first!
Senior one boys say first. His unforgettable lesson is history. What impressed them in that history class was not the Nanjing Massacre or the founding of New China, but the unity against the "devils". That class should be a school-based course, because the staff of the Education Bureau made a spot check that day. But history teachers have to take history classes instead of school-based classes. Because the undergraduate course does not take the exam, it is not included in the score. So the history teacher asked them to put the school-based curriculum books and history textbooks on the desks. The history teacher stood guard at the door. As soon as the spot check came, the teacher told them to open the school books quickly. If the spot check didn't come, they would recite history. The boy forgot to take the school book that day. There was only one history textbook. The teacher said to him, "Be careful not to let the devil see you." This kind of classroom atmosphere makes students feel very excited and excited. Teachers and students, usually friends and enemies, formed an alliance in the Japanese raid.
It's finally the fourth-grade girl's turn. She was talking about an English class, and the whole class and even some teachers witnessed two female teachers fighting with their bare hands! In that class, two teachers fought in the classroom because of the shift. You pushed me, tore me and hit me, and the students pushed them out of the door and played a class in the classroom with the door closed. Is it true?/You don't say.
An Unforgettable Lesson Excellent Composition 3 Life is full of classrooms, which can make people increase their knowledge and get inspiration. In my vague memory, I still clearly remember that unforgettable lesson.
That morning, my good friend Xiao Fang and I sang and danced in the classroom, not to mention a lot of homework. Suddenly, A Zhe, the "troublemaker" in the class, came at us at the speed of Liu Xiang with an uncovered ink bottle in his hand. Xiao Fang didn't have time to dodge and was hit hard by A Zhe. She let out a cry and fell heavily. Within 0, 10 second, the ink is poured out of the bottle; 0,02 seconds, black liquid pounced on Xiaofang; 0.03 seconds, the "evil water" was mercilessly spilled on Xiao Fang's beautiful white gauze skirt. The tragedy is over.
The "accident" happened, but the "perpetrator" ran away without saying "sorry". I comforted Xiao Fang a few words, but she didn't say a word. She just looked at the terrible skirt and went back to her seat in despair.
In the afternoon, there will be a math exam. A Zhe makes a hullabaloo about in class because he doesn't have a triangle. He borrowed it from his deskmate, who shook his head. He borrowed Xiao Jian behind his back, and Xiao Jian was indifferent; He borrowed it from a group of students next to him, but they refused. Seeing that he was anxious like a cat on hot bricks, I secretly smiled: "Hum, you have tasted the bitter fruit. You are always bullying people and playing pranks. This is called karma.
I didn't expect A Zhe to ask for a ruler in front of Xiao Fang and me. He asked piteously, "Do you have a triangle that I can borrow?" Seeing him, I turned my head in anger and snorted four words from my nose: "Yes, yes, no, borrow." I hated A Zhe in my heart and thought, Xiao Fang is just like me. I just wanted to talk to A Zhe about what happened in the morning, but I couldn't help staring at Xiao Fang's behavior: Xiao Fang generously took out a brand-new triangle from the pencil case and extended it to A Zhe: "Here." A zhe has an O-shaped mouth like me. He stammered, "Xiao Fang … I stained your skirt this morning … Don't blame me … I'm sorry." "It doesn't matter, you didn't mean it. Take it! " Xiao Fang revealed a faint smile. A Zhe was flattered to take the ruler, left a "thank you" and slipped away with his tail between his legs. I guess he was moved to tears. I froze for a moment, and that smile was like the warm sun in winter. ...
The golden sunshine filled the streets, and Xiao Fang and I strolled on our way home. I asked inexplicably, "Why did you lend the triangle to A Zhe? He also soiled your skirt in the morning. " "He didn't mean it. We should forgive him and help him, shouldn't we?" After listening to Xiao Fang, I slowed down and lost in thought. ...
Afterwards, A Zhe miraculously stopped bullying people and played pranks, thanks to Xiao Fang. She taught me a lesson, a lesson of the soul, which made me understand a truth: more tolerance and understanding between people will make people get along more harmoniously and better.
An Unforgettable Lesson Excellent Composition 4 One Saturday night, I turned on my computer and prepared to study composition online.
First, Teacher Zhang teaches reading a composition. Its contents are as follows. The sky was particularly clear after the rain, and the trees on the roadside sucked up the dew given by the sky and stood up.
My mood is like a clear sky after rain. I grabbed my schoolbag and went to school humming. Because it has just rained, the ground is slippery and there are not many people, so the road looks very quiet.
A yellow figure came into view. "Hey, isn't that the little kidnapper in our class?" I walked and thought. I saw her limping with a cane in her hand and a grass-green schoolbag on her back.
An idea of "overtaking her" flashed through my mind. I don't know if it's because boys are competitive, or because I'm a boy and I can't talk to girls, so I have to surpass her. I quickened my pace.
She still walks like that. Just when I was five or six steps away from her, she slipped. I wanted to help her, but I thought I heard laughter behind me, but I didn't seem to. "To help her?" But I am a boy! In the end, secular prejudice drove me to move forward on my own.
But I don't know why, I turned around. She tried to stand up with a cane in one hand and a tree in the other. The small tree next to her shook off the rain on the leaves because she worked hard. Don't! It's tears, tears of small trees.
Tree, who are you crying for? For her, for me, or for this hateful secular prejudice. Oh, my God, am I not as good as a tree?
"ah!" People who accidentally fall will scream like this. Because it was downhill, I slipped with one foot empty, and just as I was about to get up, a friendly hand reached over. It's her. Why her? My throat seems to be blocked by something. It took me a long time to squeeze out two words-thank you!
Society is a book. I have received all kinds of education, but I still fall into secular prejudice. It's today, today's scene, no, it's more appropriate to use "this class"
It was today's class that washed away my secular prejudice, and it was she who helped me get up with the hand of friendship. What an unforgettable lesson, it touched my heart; What an unforgettable lesson, like gentle rain, washed away the dust on the new bud; What an unforgettable lesson! I will always regard it as a "vacuum cleaner" for my heart. After reading this, I fell into this vivid "mud pit" and could not extricate myself. Then, the teacher explained the whole composition to us. First, choose the topic, then the beginning, and the author's psychological description, saying that it should reveal the true feelings.
Through this lesson, I understand that, first, we should choose materials carefully; Second, we should try our best to temper our language and be vivid; Third, we should constantly express our feelings.
An Unforgettable Lesson Wonderful Composition 5 What impressed me most was collecting leaves for painting when I participated in practical activities in He Qian Bay, Sheyang.
The instructor asked us to look at the leaves on the roadside and collect them for painting. I swept my eyes to the trees, lifted my feet and stepped, reaching out to pick my favorite leaves. In order to prevent the lack of materials when painting, many leaves are favored by me. Their shapes and sizes are oval, round, heart-shaped, fan-shaped and needle-shaped.
Put away the leaves, and the instructor will take us to the manual classroom to draw. She told us a lot about the functions and functions of leaves. Besides photosynthesis and respiration, leaves have many values, which broaden my knowledge and broaden my horizons. Although the small leaves are small, they bring green, decorate nature and are pleasing to the eye. Isn't every ordinary person a leaf like this? After understanding the knowledge about leaves, the instructor gave us auxiliary materials for painting, so that we could use leaves to make our imaginary paintings.
I put my chin in my hands, frowned, rolled my eyes a few times, and finally figured out what to draw. First, the petioles of three red leaves cross to form a big mangrove tree. Then put a needle-like leaf about six centimeters long horizontally below, which looks like a stout tree rooted in the soil. Then sprinkle leaves in the shape of love on the paper. They are raining in Mao Mao, and the trees are enjoying the rain. At the top of the earth, I use four leaves with different shapes to represent the flowers knocked down by the rain. They seem to give off a strong fragrance. Finally, I made a glass bottle around the tree with three needle-shaped leaves.
When the work was finished, I looked around. The students' imagination was really rich! Look, this is a big beetle made of leaves. You see, the clever combination of that leaf and watercolor pen has become Doraemon. The monitor actually took a picture of a red-crowned crane with leaves, but she thought of it, which coincided with the place name of Qianhewan, Sheyang, where the event was held. I secretly admired it. Suddenly, a picture caught my attention. When I looked intently, it turned out to be Xu Zhihao's painting: pink peach petals fell on the pavilion, and on the ground, two scholars were chatting under the pavilion. What a beautiful mood! I suddenly remembered the lyrics of "Worrying about Leaving People": Spring has gone, Fahua is lonely, and I remember. /It's hard to speak your mind without people. /I should wander the rivers and lakes, drink a pot of turbid wine/get drunk and watch the sadness in the depths of flowers. Maybe the author's inspiration comes from this song.
When it came to the exhibition, the instructor said that the painting looked warm and beautiful, but why did you put such a beautiful painting in a bottle? I stood up and told my classmates that many kinds of trees have disappeared due to the deterioration of the natural environment. Our generation should cherish nature more, and don't let the most beautiful scenery in the world just stay in people's memories! The instructor immediately commented that the picture is simple, but the connotation of expression is not simple. The little author is really well-meaning! Protecting the environment and cherishing any corner of nature is the responsibility of every citizen. The students who were noisy hip-hop just now suddenly lost their breath, and the classroom was actually quiet.
What impressed me most in this practical activity was the lesson of drawing with leaves. Maybe this is the first time I have painted with leaves. Perhaps I used my brain to participate in painting and got the appreciation of the instructor. Perhaps this is the first time I have used leaves to express my thoughts and myself in public.